‘Oh my God! Oh my God!’ Isabel, who had been secretly following Agares, was now unknowingly one step closer to him. “Who are you? The goddess of the beautiful night?” “P-please let go.” “You’re the one hiding in a man’s room.” Just as she had dreamed, just as she had always wished for, Agares’ tongue penetrated her mouth. The miraculous night she spent laying with him passed, and she had thought that he would never remember her, but… “It’s you.” “What—what are you talking about?” “It’s you. The woman who ate me and ran away.”